The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

Chapter 288 Family Business (Only two chapters today)
While Fang Xun was meditating in his room, guests came to the palace for the banquet in an endless stream.

The content of the banquet was unremarkable, it was just a social interaction.

As the night deepened, the guests left one by one, leaving only the smell of alcohol in the room. Many servants and maids were neatly cleaning up the leftovers.

The lights in the study were still on. Yu Jiaolong was sitting upright, discussing something with Old Man Mo.

There was fatigue in her eyes and she sighed helplessly.

"In the past, my father and several uncles took care of all the family affairs. I didn't have to worry about anything and could concentrate on practicing martial arts. But now everything has fallen on me. I can't figure out all the things that are so confusing at once!"

Old Man Mo shook his head and said, "Girl, do you think that's all? Wan Zhenhai is not the only one among the Grandmasters who covets your family business."

Yu Jiaolong's face darkened, and a bad premonition suddenly arose in her heart.

"You mean?"

Old Man Mo sighed and said, "I can guarantee that when Wan Zhenhai was ordered to leave Beijing and head south, he might not have had this thought. He was just here to handle official business, because at that time, there were still two men, your second brother and Qingfeng.

But then Qingfeng died, and your second brother..."

At this point, Old Man Mo shook his head again. There would be no problem for a woman like Yu Jiaolong to successfully inherit the throne of King of Yue.

But within the royal family, there must be a lot of clan members who are supported by the clan house and receive "low-income subsidies" and covet her huge family business and power.

The vassal kings of Daxuan are not like the dukes and princes in Fang Xun’s hometown Ming Dynasty, who have higher salaries and more properties but cannot engage in politics or the military and have no rights at all.

Among the forty-six states in the Central Plains, even the smallest state has a territory spanning thousands of miles.

The central government cannot directly manage such a large territory, so it can only appoint six kings to govern various places.

Take the King of Yue for example. There was a prefecture in Wuzhou which was the fief of the King of Yue. The King of Yue had the final say on all military and political matters.

In addition, the Prince of Yue’s Palace also has certain rights to intervene in the personnel affairs of officials in various parts of Jiangnan.

When the old King of Yue was in power, no one would have cared about these rights and benefits.

But now, only Yu Jiaolong and her little nephew are left in the lineage of King Yue. It would be strange if no one in the royal family was jealous.

"Girl Zhaoning, the news hasn't reached us yet, you'd better get married right away, otherwise I'm afraid that after other branches in Shuntian Prefecture get the news, they might even urge you to get married according to the emperor's order!"

Yu Jiaolong's pupils shrank suddenly when she heard that.

If one wants to seize her family property and power, the best way is to form an internal marriage within the royal family!
If there were other men in the divine realm, it would be fine to marry one into the family, but now there is only her, a woman, and a nine-year-old nephew.
Seeing that she really listened, Old Man Mo continued, "If not for anything else, even for the sake of your family business, you should consider getting married, and quickly. You can't let your relatives in Shuntian Prefecture find an excuse!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Jiaolong immediately realized something and her face turned red.

"Senior Mo, you are matchmaking for Fang Xun. Does he know about this?"

Old Man Mo smiled and said, "I also told him about this, and the guy told me to come find you first!"

"you you you."

Yu Jiaolong took three steps back, her ears turned red, and her blood began to boil.

Suddenly, waves of heat spread out, making the study room as hot as summer in the harsh winter.

"Oh, you're shy, that means you don't object. I'll go talk to that guy right now and have you two get married."

Old Man Mo joked, and without staying any longer, he turned around and walked out of the study.

"Whoever agrees, don't leave. Make your words clear first!"

Yu Jiaolong got anxious when she saw this and quickly blocked his way. "Let me think about it again!"

"Okay, then you think about it by yourself, but it's better to do it as soon as possible. Once you've made up your mind, come with me to find that guy and finalize the matter!"

When Old Man Mo saw this, he smiled, said nothing more, and walked straight out of the room.

Yu Jiaolong was left alone with a red face, her powerful blood surging and large amounts of steam rising from her head.

"Alas, this old man is really, this kind of important matter, how can he be so anxious, but if it is Fang Xun."

When she thought of Fang Xun, Yu Jiaolong was stunned again.

Only then did she realize that if she wanted to get married, among all the opposite-sex people of the same generation she had met, none was more suitable than Fang Xun.

Even if Fang Xun was born in a humble family, the fact that he had achieved the status of a Yin-Shen Grandmaster at the young age could make up for all the shortcomings of his family background.

"This guy, shouldn't the man take the initiative in this kind of thing?"

For a moment, Yu Jiaolong didn't know whether to be angry or laugh. As she thought about it, all kinds of thoughts in her mind grew like weeds, and she couldn't help but become dazed.

"Ahem, Princess, I think I came at the wrong time."

At this moment, a low, piercing sound like the friction of metal woke Yu Jiaolong up directly.

"Um?!"

In an instant, her heart shuddered, and she looked at a figure that had appeared at the door at some point with a cold gaze.

The man was dressed in black, with a slender figure, and a bronze ghost mask with green face and fangs, which emitted bursts of cold light under the light.

Seeing that the person who came was the ghost-faced man who had always been elusive, Yu Jiaolong became extremely alert for a moment.

Under the mask, Fang Xun's expression was speechless.

As soon as he arrived, he saw the child standing there with a red face and a silly smile. He had no idea what he was thinking and didn't even notice that there was an extra person in the room.

It had been a while, and Fang Xun couldn't help it, so he spoke up to remind the other party, still confused in his heart.

"What's wrong with this girl? She's smiling foolishly in the study room in the middle of the night. Is she under too much pressure and has become mentally unstable?"

When she thought that the other party's entire family would soon die, leaving only a nine-year-old nephew, and then all the countless complicated and trivial matters in the Prince of Yue's Palace would fall on her shoulders alone.

Under such great pressure, it is understandable that people become mentally unstable.

For a moment, Fang Xun's eyes became sympathetic again.

Yu Jiaolong didn't know that the other party had imagined a lot of things in a short period of time. She looked at the bronze ghost face and said coldly.

"You came here uninvited so late at night. You certainly didn't come at the right time. Tell me why you came. If you dare to act without permission, you will never leave the palace alive today!"

Fang Xun replied calmly: "Is this how the princess treats her benefactor?"

"Benefactor?" Yu Jiaolong sneered, "I don't remember you ever doing me any favors!"

Fang Xun shook his head after seeing this: "It seems that Fang Xun didn't tell you about this. Guess where those two Buddhist instruments on him came from?
Without the power of the Purple Gold Bowl, can you easily kill Zhen Yunzi?"

"Ok?"

Yu Jiaolong's face suddenly changed when she heard this.

(End of this chapter)